"How long before I can go home?". Mitchell asked Jack. 'After the fifteenth stage, then you can freely pass through realms.
" Fifteenth stages of what? ". He asked again and Jack explained to him the base forms.
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Qi condensation
Foundation building
Golden core
Nascent souls
Spirit repository
Ruler realm
Experor realm
Soul accumulation
Nihility
Heavenly palace
Divine palace
Divine sources
Divine domain
Divinity
Divine tribulation
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"So these are the realms I have to get through to be able to able to go through realms?". He asked Jack.
'Yes'.
Mitchell stood there, his mouth still open, as he processed the reality of his situation. He had given up on going home immediately, deciding to make the best of his time in the spirit realm. Jack, noticing his determined expression, nodded in approval.
"What's your name? I've already told you mine," Jack asked, a hint of a smile on his face.
"Mitchell... Mitchell Loren," he replied, his voice casual.
"Alright, how old are you now?" Jack asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
Mitchell thought for a second before responding, "15, I think. Subtract me sleeping for a hundred years."
Jack chuckled, "Oh yeah, about that. Don't feel bad, in the spirit realm people live very long, and they also sleep for a few years as well. Not as long as you slept, though."
He added, "As far as you're in the qi condensation realm, you can live for 500 years, no problem."
Mitchell's eyes widened at the prospect of a long life ahead. "What do I call you, mister god?" he asked, still getting used to the idea of Jack being a god.
"Just Jack is fine," Jack replied, waving his hand in a gesture of humility. "I want to shrug off my previous entitlement."
Mitchell nodded, still feeling a bit awestruck by the god's presence. "How do I get in your apartment?" he asked, his eyes fixed on Jack.
"You mean living quarters," Jack corrected with a smile.
"Who cares, how do I get in?" Mitchell asked, his impatience growing. He was dirty, covered in grime and blood, and he longed for a place to clean up.
"Simple, just pour out your aura of my purple moon that you absorbed," Jack replied, as if it was the easiest thing to do.
"Okay, just close your eyes, enter your mind, and you will see my soul and my purple moon energy. Imagine entering it," Jack instructed.
Mitchell did as he was told, closing his eyes and focusing his mind. After minutes of trying to enter his mind, he finally succeeded. What he saw shocked him.
His mind was blank and black, stretching out as far as the eye could see. He didn't look too far before he saw what Jack said was his soul in his purple moon. But there was more. He also saw another energy, crimson in color. Mitchell tried to explore his mind further, but he couldn't see anything else.
He soon gave up, deciding to focus on the purple moon energy. He walked straight into it, and as he did, he felt a strange sensation, as if he was entering a different realm.
In reality, after minutes of silence, Mitchell opened his eyes, and purple aura spilled out of his body. When it met the walls of the cave, a secret passage opened, revealing a hidden entrance that one wouldn't expect.
Mitchell's eyes widened as he took in the sheer beauty of the living quarters. The room was filled with a warm, golden light, and the air was filled with a sweet, floral scent. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes of nature and mythological creatures.
The room was spacious, with a large, circular bed in the center, surrounded by a series of alcoves containing various artifacts and treasures. Mitchell's eyes landed on a large, crystal pool, filled with shimmering water that seemed to glow from within.
"Welcome to my home," Jack said, smiling, as he gestured to the room. "Make yourself at home, Mitchell. You're going to be here for a while."
Mitchell nodded, still taking in the beauty of the living quarters. He felt a sense of wonder and excitement, knowing that this was just the beginning of his journey in the spirit realm.
As he looked around, he noticed a series of doors leading out of the room, each one adorned with intricate carvings and symbols. He wondered what lay beyond each door, and what secrets the living quarters held.
"What's this place?" Mitchell asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
"This is my living quarters," Jack replied, smiling. "It's a place where I can rest, meditate, and cultivate. It's also a place where you can train and learn."
Mitchell nodded, his eyes fixed on the crystal pool. "What's that?" he asked, pointing to the pool.
"That's a spiritual pool," Jack replied. "It's a place where you can cleanse your body and mind, and connect with the spiritual energy of the realm."
Mitchell's eyes widened as he approached the pool. He could feel the energy emanating from it, and he knew that this was just the beginning of his journey in the spirit realm.
"Let's get you cleaned up," Jack said, smiling. "You look like you could use a bath."
Mitchell nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He was dirty, and he longed to clean up. As he stepped into the pool, he felt a sense of peace and tranquility wash over him.
The warm, golden water enveloped him, and he felt his body and mind begin to relax. He knew that this was just the beginning of his journey, and he was excited to see what the future held.
As he soaked in the pool, Mitchell couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Jack. He had taken him in, and was teaching him the ways of the spirit realm.
"Thanks, Jack," Mitchell said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I owe you one."
Jack smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You don't owe me anything, Mitchell. You're just a student, and I'm your teacher. Let's just focus on your training, and see where it takes us."
Mitchell nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over him. He was ready to learn, and he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
As he emerged from the pool, Mitchell felt refreshed and renewed. He knew that this was just the beginning of his journey, and he was excited to see what the future held.
"Let's get started," Mitchell said, his voice filled with determination.
Jack smiled, his eyes shining with approval. "Let's do it," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm.